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The few people behind Ouyang Ziyun didn't know that he was in a disadvantaged position. Hearing that these two people were from the Sky Wealth Kingdom, they laughed, "Brother Ouyang, you don't need to take any action, we are enough to deal with them. Two martial artists from Bonfujin are from the Sky Wealth Kingdom, their bones are forged in vain, but they dare to be so rampant. Speaking of this, the little girl's skin looks pretty good. Ah, brother, let us help her so that Brother Ouyang can cultivate the perfect level of the fourth level of the sacred lovesick power!

Hearing that they had such a despicable thought of her, Qin Xingxuan became panting. She gritted her teeth and pulled out her long sword from the space circle.

But at this moment, Ou Chuyang held Qin Xingxuan's sword and said, "Let me deal with this."

Qin Xingxuan let go of the sword's hand and said with a n lips: "I can deal with those lower classes, but I am not confident in that boy Ouyang. However, there will be no problem in protecting myself.

Ou Chuyang was a little surprised when he heard Qin Xingxuan's words. Ouyang Ziyun has the strength of an ordinary intermediate pulse martial artist. If Qin Xingxuan can protect herself from him, it means that she has the power to peak the early pulse condensation martial artist. Her progress is too fast – sixth-grade talents are too abnormal.

He still pressed Qin Xingxuan's sword and smiled confidently at her, "Don't worry, I'm going to fight this time."

Ou Chuyang said he would fight, but that doesn't mean he would resort to violence. For him, it was just a momentary impulse that occurred due to the situation. There was no need for violence.

Playboys in the City of Destiny, especially those in large martial arts families, are often hit in hotels or brothels because of unclear speech or love for women. These actions seem to be from stupid and arrogant fools, but what young bloody young men have never been driven by their natural impulses and obsession with beautiful women, but they act completely out of place?

Although Ou Chuyang disagreed with this approach, he had to admit that he had envied the happy and arrogant life of these playboys. However, at that time, his abilities were limited and he had no background. Usually, he would torture his martial arts endlessly in the back mountain every day. This life completely isolated him from it, but also from the world.

His youthful intuition has been suppressed for many years, and now, he finally has the opportunity to fight for the woman he likes.

He wanted to fight for Qin Xingxuan. Ou Chuyang stood in front of Qin Xingxuan and slowly put the bowl in his hand. "I just heard that you wanted to sweep 36 countries. I am very looking forward to it. Since I am standing here, why don't you try to sweep me away."

"Haha, what does this stupid kid actually think he is. Brothers, let's fulfill his wish and sweep this stupid boy like trash." One speaker was a martial artist in black. He didn't think he could win on his own, but with everyone, he didn't believe they couldn't handle such a child.

At the shout of the man in black, the four people rushed out together. Ou Chuyang stood still. Not only did he not avoid, he even closed his eyes.

The martial artist in black dress didn't know what Ou Chuyang was doing, but when he saw his sword about to fall on Ou Chuyang's face, the corner of his lips bent into a demonic smirk. "I will make you suffer today!"

When their attack was about to fall, Ou Chuyang suddenly opened his eyes and his gaze gradually disappeared.

The black vortex bloomed like a beautiful obsidian lotus, devouring everything. The martial arts intention of reincarnation exploded outwards. At this time, countless illusions poured into the minds of the four martial artists. Their bodies were shaken in an instant, and the surging waves shook their spiritual sea, and their consciousness became a mess. Their hands stopped moving. Instead, the martial artists' eyes were shrouded in dim flashing light, and their students lost their attention.

lop p!

Four martial artists fell to the ground like a group of dead dogs, foaming in their mouths. Their bodies were trembling as if they had seizures.

Ouyang Ziyun looked at them in confusion. He knocked them down at one glance? What did he do?

When Ouyang Ziyun looked at Ou Chuyang, she subconsciously tightened the handle of the sword and sneaked into his eyes with a little fear.

Those who were enjoying the battle in the hall also immediately noticed Ou Chuyang. Where is the boy from? Although the four martial artists are not very strong, they are still the pinnacle of bone forging martial arts. Why do they all fall to the ground for some reason?

"Things got a little interesting," commented a young man who had early pulse condensation cultivation while drinking leisurely. When he looked at Ou Chuyang, his eyes were full of curiosity. People with this ability from 36 countries were simply unimaginable.

When confronting these four martial artists, Ou Chuyang had reached out his hand. Of course he couldn't turn them into idiots. But that was good enough. Their spiritual sea was already hurt, and it would take them at least a few weeks (or even a month) to recover.

Ouyang Ziyun's skin color is very ugly, as if he had just kicked an iron gate. However, he could not retreat. There were many people looking at him in the desert flower hall, who knew that seven of them were disciples of the deep valley? If he retreated today, then once they returned to their respective factions, these people would definitely promote him like a turtle. Among the "seven factions", each disciple competed with each other. The Acacia Sect acquiesced to his disciples acted in a domineering and arrogant manner wherever they went. Therefore, if a coward, it would be a great shame.

Ouyang Ziyun said to himself: "Boy, don't play these tricks in front of me! Are you using a soul attack just now? If you are proficient in this attack method and the power difference is not too big, you can send someone immediately, but if you meet someone stronger than yourself, your abilities are worthless. In fact, your strength will only backfire. None of these means how strong you are."

After all, Ouyang Ziyun originated from a large sect and he was knowledgeable. In just a few words, he was lucky enough to guess Ou Chuyang's intention to reincarnate martial arts. However, the intention to reincarnate is much stronger than Ouyang Ziyun imagined, but Lin Ming has not yet fully developed them.

"If you can accept my strike, then I sincerely admit defeat."

As Ouyang Ziyun said, his whole body was ignited by a strange purple fire, burning everything around him. What was strange about this was not that the fire was not hot, but that it caused a chilling breeze to blow through the room. After the cold wind blew through the table and floor behind him, a layer of purple ice condensed on them. After a while, the furniture wrapped in the purple ice turned into ashes, as if the ice was wrapped in the heat.

This is the technique Ouyang Ziyun understood after reaching the fourth level of the "Sacred Lovesick Power" - the Purple Flame Bone Spear. To use it, a lot of real essence is consumed. He initially planned to use it as the last step in the "General Faction" military conference, but at this moment, he had no choice but to release it.

Ou Chuyang stood still, crossing his arms. Facing a person like Ouyang Ziyun, there is no need to take any action.

In a short time, the dazzling purple flame began to condense in the purple spear on Ouyang Ziyun's right hand. The sound of the ghost's crying began to emanate from the spear.

Ouyang Ziyun's face turned pale. All skills in "Sacred Lovesickness Power" are extreme yin and extreme cold. Using any action requires a lot of essence and blood, which is why they need to consume women's vaginal energy to recover themselves.

For Ouyang Ziyun, producing this purple bone spear was his limit. He was like a thin old man trying to wield dozens of heavy golden sledgehammers. He could hardly control it.

"Die!" Ouyang Ziyun barely spitted out the word. The endless purple flames on the purple bone spear in his hand were swaying. It would be difficult to throw it away at this time.

Ou Chuyang shook his head and said, "Have you finished it? I waited for a long time until my food became cold. Do you think you can actually kill someone with such a move? You have been killed by the enemy long ago."

"You...!" Ouyang Ziyun was angered by Ou Chuyang's ridicule and almost lost control of the bone spurs in his hands. This move is not ready for actual combat, because Ouyang Ziyun has just broken through the fourth level of the "Sacred Lovesick Power", and it is difficult for him to control the purple flame bone spurs. If an old man hits his enemy with a sledgehammer, it will take him a while. Not only that, he is also likely to miss it. If the situation worsens, he may even twist his waist and smash his feet.

The reason why Ouyang Ziyun took this action against Ou Chuyang was because he took direct action based on Ou Chuyang's conceited attitude. In this way, he had the opportunity to deal with Ou Chuyang.

"You... dare not take my actions!?" Ouyang Ziyun tried to pierce Ou Chuyang, barely squeezing the words through his clenched teeth. His face became whiter and whiter, and even his words became difficult.

Ou Chuyang smiled, as if he had heard the most interesting joke. "Why should I take your actions?"

When the black light flashed across Ou Chuyang's eyes, the voice just fell. A hazy vortex appeared in his eyes, silently covering Ouyang Ziyun, swallowing him up.

Bang!

Ouyang Ziyun felt an explosion suddenly appearing on his head. Countless images and phantoms sank into his spiritual sea. He was almost at his limit, so he didn't even have the power to resist. His body did not tremble, but just fell directly on the floor. However, the purple flame bone spur gun in his hand had lost Ouyang Ziyun's soul power control and dissipated.

The bones turned into cold purple flames scattered from all directions.

If these chilling flames are put out, they will be able to destroy the entire restaurant. As for the unconscious Ouyang Ziyun, he will suffer a huge disaster.

But at this moment, a man in black flew down from the second floor and waved his hand. A powerful whirlwind appeared in the air, sucking all the purple flames into his hands and condensed into a deep purple orb. The man in black waved casually, and the deep purple ball shot out like an arrow, shattering the window and continuing to fly to the horizon until it finally disappeared from everyone's sight.

When the conflict began, Ou Chuyang had already discovered the man in black on the second floor. Ou Chuyang guessed that he was a master working for the Desert Flower Museum. The restaurant was too big and located in such a sensitive location, how could it be that there was no owner sitting here to guard it?

The audience didn't even expect such a result. They were waiting to see how Ou Chuyang dealt with the Purple Flame Bone Gun. No one knew that he had discovered this man in black. Once Ouyang Ziyun lost control of the Bone Judgment, if it weren't for the man in black who saved the day, Ouyang Ziyun would be burned to black by his own purple flames.

The man in black frowned when he looked at Ou Chuyang. This person's cultivation was at the peak of his acquired age, and he was no worse than Qin Ziya.

"Boy, you're cruel. If I didn't act in time, you would never leave the Desert Flower House today.

Ou Chuyang smiled apologetically and said, "The seniors have been ready to take action long ago. Senior will never let the important disciples of the Acacia Sect die in the Desert Flower Hall, otherwise the troubles of the Desert Flower Hall will be no less than mine.

The man in black was stiff and could not think of anything that could refute Ou Chuyang's claim. He just gusted coldly to express his dissatisfaction. The little boy was simply crazy - how could he be sure that he would take action? He didn't believe Ou Chuyang knew that once the purple flames began to overflow and save the situation, he would come out.

"If this child can find me, he will have certain abilities. His soul power must be unparalleled. He may be a natural fifth-grade soul genius, or even an inferior sixth-grade." The cultivation of the man in black was at the peak of his acquired age. Although he has not returned to the realm of returning to his motherland, he still knows some ways to hide himself. He just now kept holding his breath to avoid being discovered by Ou Chuyang.

The man in black looked at Ou Chuyang before turning around and leaving.

At this time, Ouyang Ziyun's companions had already begun to wake up. They saw Ouyang Ziyun lying on the ground like a dead dog, and then retracted. They suppressed their headaches, picked up Ouyang Ziyun, and hurriedly left, not daring to look at Ou Chuyang's eyes.

The martial artists around all turned their eyes to Ou Chuyang, and their expressions were different.

"A martial artist who is proficient in soul power is very rare. I never thought that these 36 countries could cultivate countries with outstanding talents."

The talking martial artist is proud of his knowledge during the period of pulse condensation. The soul attack used on Ouyang Ziyun can immediately destroy a smaller opponent, but the rash use of such ability to someone with great strength will only cause a rebound.

"Don't look down on him. He was able to defeat four peak martial artists of bone forging at the same time. The power of his soul power is simply amazing. He may have the talent of sixth grade soul. I think even the early "pulse condensation" martial artist may not be his opponent."

"Well. But like this, the highest ranking he can reach is the top 150. Before that, most of them were martial artists in the early stages of pulse condensation, and talented martial artists, whose strength exceeded their cultivation."

The martial artists at the Desert Flower Hall are discussing the situation with real essential sound transmission. Some of them have begun to record Ou Chuyang's appearance and are ready to inform their families or sects.

At this time, in a private room on the second floor of the Desert Flower Hall, a man in black was drinking a glass of wine calmly. There was no expression on his face, as if the violent commotion that had just happened downstairs was completely separated from him.

“This boy is a little fun.”
Chapter completed!